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Mary E. Pearson
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: August 14
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It's other people who make us wise, and I haven't known nearly enough.
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Boredom reigns on all levels. The rain is a welcome change. I have seen the pond swell and the creek surge. I press my palm against the glass, imagining the drops on my skin, imagining where they started out, where they will go, feeling them like a river, rushing, combining, becoming something greater than how they started out.
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Chance. It weaves through our lives like a golden thread, sometimes knotting, tangling, and breaking along the way. Loose threads are left hanging, but the in and out, the back and forth continues, the weaving goes on. It doesn't stop.
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What I think is all I have left. My mind is the only thing that makes me different from a fancy toaster. What we think does matter-it's all we truly have.
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Are the details of our lives who we are, or is it owning those details that makes the difference?
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There are all kinds of friends you make in life... But there's something different about someone who spreads their wings with you.
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Multiple closets for different needs. Overkill.
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It can take years to mold a dream. It takes only a fraction of a second for it to be shattered.
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Percentages! Those are for economists, polls, and politicians. Percentages can't define your identity.
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It's the unknown that I fear, the bites of memories that still have no connections.
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it is amazin, she thinks, how simple appearances can be created - a rush, a smile, a new coat of paint, a slow, calm voice, a hug, a new dress - a resolve to keep out questions and cling to secrets
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Picture yourself five years from now. Where do you want to be? Remember that. Every day. That's how you'll get there.
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On a small planet, where minute follows minute, day follows day, year follows year, where tradition marches on with a deafening, orderly beat -sometimes the order is disturbed by a dreamer, an artist, a scribbler - sometimes the beat is changed one person at a time.
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Words have longer lives than people.
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I wonder at the weight of a Sparrow.
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Which weakness shall I tell her? “I walk funny,” I say, and she’s satisfied with that. (inside joke)
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A single gentle rain makes the grass many shades greener. So our prospects brighten . . .
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He believes me. But that is nothing new. He always did because I was a rule follower. I played by the rules he understood. But there are new rules now, ones he doesn't know yet. He'll learn. Just as I'm learning.
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I created an icicle sculpture in the snow. White on white.
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...and time becomes a forgotten detail.
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